"Wha-what's going on? A murder?"
"Where?"
It had to be said, the john's shriek was shrill. Its Penetration Power was so strong that, in the middle of the night, it startled everyone in the entire courtyard.
Doors to many rooms in the courtyard opened, revealing a series of shocked faces. A low buzz of discussion rose from them.
Amid the panic, a group of men suddenly rushed over from the front courtyard. The leader was a thin, middle-aged man. He strode up to the panicked customer and asked in a low voice, "What's going on? Where was the murder?"
"The latrine! The latrine! There's a body!"
The john stammered in reply, his face looking pale even under the glow of the red lanterns.
The middle-aged man shot a look at the men beside him, then said in a deep voice, "Everyone, please don't panic. We'll take a look first."
After this brief reassurance, he led his men toward the latrine.
Soon, a body was carried out by several men.
